Father - Why Can't I Cry $​$​$ lyrics

[Verse: Father] Out of her skirt, dancing on mirrors, into her nostrils She plottin' on fossil because of the way i'm spreadin' my gospel Hella apostles, b**h who trying to stop me Judas with ruger can't even come pop me I hope that these n***as don't try to 2Pac me The only one scared about being too poppin But no other option, being broke not an option I'd rather get rope and then climb to the top Then jump the f** off and then k** myself You know what the f** i'm saying f** that sh** Get this dough f** that b**h Wrist done froze Broke my wrist Tryna fist f** a b**h I need flight, fee, hotel now Don't like me, o well now You should have held me down Now i'm just gonna watch you drown I'm back on clear boy f** the brown Yeah i feel fantastic Shorty says she so elastic Nasty, a** thick, doll face, plastic She can't fathom how i split her atoms Leave her soaking wet, jerkin', hurtin', having spasms A cataclysm when a n***a hit Cryptic, my tongue you can't decipher sh** I'm whippin', i'm whippin', pneumonia my wrist Walk right in your sh**, give no f** about your list Cause i need a check Young hot ebony and pale brunette You can miss me with that sh** bout who next While i flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex Why i can't i cry $$$ instead of tears Ride around in brand new gear Hella ammo, no more fear Why can't i cry $$$ instead of tears So much white so much clear I could never have career Why can't i cry $$$ instead of tears [Outro: Father] Alize, black gold p**y lips, black hole Young n***a, black golds